When I bought her home, she was already 9 weeks & 1 day old. Daddy drove me back home and while on Mandai Road, she peed on my hands as I was carrying her and wet daddy's cushion. I didn't get angry at her as she was just a puppy and couldn't hold her bladder very well.
Before that, I had already prepared all the necessities; Crate, food, blankets, treats, brush etc.
I introduced her to her crate and let her in. She was excited and sniffed all over her crate. She laid in there and napped for a few hours. I was told not to play with her for 1 week. I placed an old-tshirt half of the cage and the other half was meant for her to eliminate.
She was pretty excited and kept wagging her tail. We fed her dinner at 6pm sharp and she peed and pooed immediately after that. We cleaned her up and put her back into her crate. She had toys to keep her entertained but she got bored of them after awhile.
Her first night.....
She slept at about 11.00pm and we had a nice sleep until..........
6am (9 weeks and 2 days old)
She barked, cried, whined at the highest pitch at the most ungodly hour. I only wake up to prepare for work at 7.00am but she woke up 1 hour earlier. I didn't know what to do, so I fed her food, cleaned her up and put her back into her crate. She whined but just slightly softer and then when I walked back into my room and kept the door ajar so she could still see me, she stopped. I went ahead to prepare for work and left home about 8.15am. I left home with a heavy heart.
She would be left home alone from 9.00am all the way until about 1.30pm when my siblings returned from school. I was so goddamn worried during work that I kept rushing my siblings to go back home to have a look at her.
So, my brother was the first to reach home and he called to say that NN pooed and she stepped all over her own shit. My brother helped to clean her up and also the cage.
By the time I reached home, it was already 6.30pm. Baby and I shared responsibility by him washing and scrubbing the cage while I wiped NN with babywipes (we were advised only to bathe her 1 week later).
Again, we prepared her for bed, this time she slept at about 9.00pm. I left a night lamp beside her crate for her and also a ticking clock on the top of her crate. As she just got separated from her littermates, she would be missing them and the ticking clock would represent a littermates' heartbeat. She slept through the night and I prepared to wake up at 6.00am to feed her.
(9 weeks & 3 days old)
True enough, the barking alarm clock woke me up again at 6.00pm sharp with her high pitch crying. I let her out, fed her and put back her into the crate. This time round, she CRIED even harder and whined even louder. I almost lose it!! I didn't know what to do. I ignored her cries but it was only 6plus in the morning and my entire family was awaken by her cries. I went to take a look at her and saw that she soiled her crate again. She pooed all over and the entire crate was full of her shit. I was mad!!!!! But I didn't lose my temper at her. I changed the shirts to a brand new one so she would feel more comfortable. She was placed back in her crate again and her whines got softer and eventually she stopped. I went back to bed as usual.
Most of the time when nobody walks pass her crate she would be napping or playing with her toys. I have complete silence and it was bliss!! Once you have ANY eye contact with her she would be wagging her tail like mad and whining like a mad bitch. I am devastated. I cannot wait for her to get used to her new environment so that I can start training her. I have done research and understand the first 10 days is usually hell for owners. I will not give up and will not succumb to her cries.
That's all for today's update. Will post again~
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